Caffeine: morning cup + midmorning iced latte
Evil Calories: had fast food for lunch. I never eat fast food. Currently feel like I've been hit with a tranquilizer dart. Have decided to change name to Shamoo.
Reality TV: I am so, so, SO in a fight with the judges on Top Chef. They sent Antonia home and kept that grouchy ol' cow Lisa. Antonia can cook circles around Lisa. Am so pissed. Clearly the judges are on crack.
First, I had the best idea yesterday for a book. I can't tell you what it is, because you might steal it. Or tell me that it's dumb as hell (which would be worse than stealing it). So for now it will live safely in my twisted little brain.
While my twisted little brain tosses around said idea, my twisted little body will be gearing up for my very first 5K run on Saturday morning. Now, don't be fooled. You know those people you see sprinting along, all powerful and sleek, instantly conjuring the Chariots of Fire theme? Yeah, that's not me. I run slow. Really slow. My theme song would be more along the lines of the march of the Oompa Loompas. I waddle-run, really. If I didn't wear running shorts and an iPod, I would just look drunk and in a little bit of a hurry. But I am determined not to let my awkward hustle get me down. I will make it to the finish line (and probably immediately throw up on my husband).
Wish me luck!